How artists and writers thrive tax free on the Emerald Isle
Ireland has long specialized in the export (sometimes mixed) of fine whisky and great writers. For every Swift, Synge or Yeats who stayed at home, there was a Wilde, Shaw or Beckett who packed off to escape artistic repression at the hands of what fellow Expatriate James Joyce called "a priestridden Godforsaken race."
Not a happy image, that. So in 1969 an alarmed Charles Haughey, then Ireland's Finance Minister, set out to change it. His idea: a law that would make it profitable for...
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